Benny had felt a little better after going to the bar. a couple of days later he decided he needed a job to keep up a little money and to occupy his time. But few people trust an outsider, so he remembered the woman, Rose. She was a fisherman's daughter. Fisherman and seaman was close enough. 

He had gotten her a gift, he figured if she could help him fond some work he could bribe her a little. So he had his hair combed under his hat and carried a foot long thin, narrow gift wrapped box and knocked on the door. He hoped she or one of her siblings answered and not that ass of a father.